Cope

Liquor love

You got a gun to your head

And the only way to survive

Is to drink 'till you're dead

Liquor love

You got a gun to your head

And the only way to survive

Is to drink 'till you're dead

That's how we cope

Anxiously addicted with fleeting hope

Functioning on a razors edge

Sometimes I wake up mad I'm not dead

Flowers at my funeral are rotten

How I wish I lived at the bottom

So when you took a sip

You could finally finally see me

You could finally see me

Oh when will I see the day

When I feel content

Help me out help me out

This mess I'm in mess I'm in

Help me break

Help me break these chains around my neck babe

Help me out help me out

This mess I'm in mess I'm in

Help me break

Help me break these chains

Oh oh oh

What are the side effects of always searching

Always yearning always thinking

Never sleeping never sleeping

I wish I had a little more courage in my lost little soul

I wish I didn't feel so connected to a fish in a bowl

But I can feel the water deep in my bones

But you

I don't feel you at all

Yeah you

I don't feel you at all

Oh when will I see the day

When I feel content

Help me out help me out

This mess I'm in mess I'm in

Help me break

Help me break these chains around my neck babe

Help me out help me out

This mess I'm in mess I'm in

Help me break

Help me break these chains

Oh oh oh

Oh when will I see the day

When I feel content

Help me out help me out

This mess I'm in mess I'm in

Help me break

Help me break these chains around my neck babe

Help me out help me out

This mess I'm in mess I'm in

Help me break

Help me break these chains

Oh oh oh